Si Long’s footsteps paused for a slight moment before continuing on his way without even looking back.

  Li Qingshan stroked his chin.

  He smiled at Bai Xiao’e and blinked his eyes. “Looks like the fox daemon definitely won’t be able to stand my charms. You should just get ready to serve me as your husband!”


  With a great laugh, he strode off towards the depths of the Jade palace.

  Bai Xiao’e gazed at his figure in a daze, only to see his scarlet hair dancing in the air, like a ball of flames, filled with scorching enthusiasm that even this world of snow and ice could not extinguish. He did not seem like a wild beast entering a trap; instead, he was like a king approaching his throne. He was simply that confident and spirited!

  Perhaps someone like him could actually defeat Si Long? But in terms of charms… charms…


  As soon as she found some hope, a deep haze enveloped it again. A pair of jade-green eyes seemed to be watching everything from high above, making her shiver. She hugged herself subconsciously.

  On this very day, no one could get what they wanted apart from her. They would only lose even more until they lost everything.

  Whether it was Si Long or Li Qingshan…


  Suddenly, she felt a hand touch her cheek, gentle like mist. A soft murmur, filled with smiles, rang out beside her, “You basically seem even more beautiful than that butterfly when you’re like a moth to a flame. Every single time, you leave me so touched! Just wait here. I’ll go enjoy the feast. I’ll show you once again just how unreliable men are.”


  The mist dissipated. The voice and the touch were all like a dream.

  Li Qingshan and Si Long stood side by side, passing through the many doors and corridors of the palace. They were only a few steps away from each other, maintaining the exact same pace, like groomsmen.

  They both noticed that the surrounding scenery had already repeated several dozen times. They did not move quickly, but they still should have arrived at the palace a long time ago. However, as they gazed out, the palace was still in the distance. It was not even an inch closer.

  Along the way, the wind and snow misted the surroundings as a fragrance drifted over. They had no idea what kind of flower it was, but it was enchanting. The officials meandering behind them had vanished a long time ago.

  In the wind and snow, between the beautifully-decorated structures, only the two of them remained.

  “Mirao is being mischievous again. I’ll just have some fun with her today then.” Si Long shook his head. He glanced at Li Qingshan beside him and asked with a smile, “Have you finally learnt the feeling of fear?”


  “How boring!”


  Li Qingshan stretched out with his arms, almost hitting Si Long’s shoulder. His eyes narrowed, becoming as deep as the ocean—the Profound Light Illuminates All!

  The mist surged, but the Jade palace became even further away as if it sat on the horizon, almost becoming lost in the wind and snow.

  As if it had been waiting for this thought to occur to him, the Jade palace suddenly pulled up close, arriving right before him from the horizon in a heartbeat. Even he could not help but shiver inside and stop.

  In the palace with carved railings and jade inlays, great red lanterns hung high up in the surroundings. The red silks and ribbons produced a joyous atmosphere.

  Warm air surged out of the entrance as intoxicating as the winds of spring.

  The officials that had vanished before they knew it were actually standing inside, waiting for them. They were all stunned. They had no idea how they had ended up falling behind. They were not even sure how they had arrived in the palace.

  Li Qingshan furrowed his brows even more. He did not take them seriously, but they were still all great cultivators after all, yet in the Nine-tailed Fox Empress’s Jade palace, they had actually all been dancing in the palm of her hand.

  “Fellow Li, if you want to leave now, it might be too late already.” Si Long looked back at him with a sneer.

  Li Qingshan was about to rebuke him when a great group of women flooded out from the entrance. “Sisters, the groom is here!”


  Li Qingshan was taken aback.

  These women were all great beauties, each possessing charms of their own. Of course, it was not like he had not seen a woman before. That alone could not make him lose his composure like this.

  None of these women were humans. They were all daemons. Even all the female daemons he had seen throughout his life put together came nowhere close to what he was seeing right now. On top of that, every single one of them were Daemon Kings, with many already at the peak of the third heavenly tribulation, existences akin to the Golden Cicada Spirit King.

  Thinking up to there, he recalled another bizarre matter. He basically had not seen any female Daemon Kings in the nine provinces, even in Towering city of the past where daemons gathered.

  Logically speaking, the ratio of females among daemons should have been much higher than the ratio of females among human cultivators.

  Human females suffered from many downsides compared to their male counterparts. They were visibly smaller in size and possessed inferior status among tribes. On top of that, it was easier for them to become ensnared by their feelings, being more emotional than males, which was greatly detrimental to their mental cultivation. They were bound by various social norms at the same time.

  Daemons did not stress so many things. Even when males possessed a dominant position in the community, females often possessed a very great advantage in numbers, such as lion prides. Many species even had females that were much stronger than males, such as spiders.

  He could already see Lolth. However, with her cultivation, it was not enough for her to pass through the group of powerful Daemon Kings and approach him. Strength was the clearest defining factor of hierarchy among daemons.

  When he saw this, he basically felt like all the female Daemon Kings in the world had appeared together. In terms of strength, they probably rivalled the Great Xia empire.

  If that was it, then so be it. It would only take him a battle at most.

  However, these female Daemon Kings all surged over and dressed him in red, neglecting Si Long instead. What were they up to?

  Li Qingshan tensed up. He possessed absolute confidence in his strength, but all these Daemon Kings working together was no joke. However, the hands all brushed past his body, without any intention of attacking him. Instead, they rubbed and stroked him like they were teasing him. Every single one of them teased and joked away, possessing none of the reservedness of human women.

  A while later, who knew how many hands had passed between his legs. Even a lolita daemon that only seemed to be seven or eight years old had rushed over and grabbed him viciously, which left him a little numb.

  There was absolutely nothing wrong with the groom’s attire either. It was only made out of a regular piece of silk, so he stopped resisting to see what kind of tricks they were trying to play.

  With that, even Si Long’s face had hardened. He could not smile any more.

  A while later, a groom emerged fresh out of the oven. Li Qingshan stood exactly where he was before with his arms spread. He found today’s encounter to be absolutely bizarre. Just Si Long’s expression alone actually made him feel very happy.

  The female daemons giggled and dispersed to the side. Suddenly, a fist sailed through the air, going straight for his crotch.

  Li Qingshan grabbed the lolita daemon’s tiny fist. “Hey, touching is enough! Do you know how much it’ll hurt if you hit me like that?”


  She might have looked like a little girl, but who knew how many metres tall she would stand in her original form. That punch alone could probably collapse a mountain.

  The lolita daemon rolled her eyes at him and moved to one side obediently.

  The minister of rites said, “You’ve got it wrong. The one making the proposal is his majesty.”


  “It’s correct. The palace master said the groom is him.” Shen Mengdie walked out from the back slowly. “As for the emperor of Great Xia…” She considered that seriously. “What kind of dog is that?”


  Li Qingshan stared at Si Long who had turned green and secretly sighed about how everything had been worth it today.